Procrastinator
I think I'll do the wash today so much
Has piled up since. But then the shopping must
Be done, of this I am convinced. How such
Predicaments evolved? I guess I'm just
A lazy cuss who'd rather stay in bed.
Although the chores are pending still, I swear
By all that's holy, never let it said:
I yield my soul to folly. So I declare
Today, I must accomplish first, the wash
That was neglected worse than anything
I started. Now you're thinking, all is bosh
It’s all a bunch of crap, accomplishing
But empty talk, indeed, my friend it‘s so!
My work has been deferred till tomorrow.
Copyright © Albert Ahearn | Year Posted 2009
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